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Are the rest of us actually invited along, or is this your farewell speech before the two of you run off into the sunset together?

[...sun...rise? If they were going East...whatever. The joke still stood.]

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I am pretty sure we will go scavenging as a group, but for now Rose wants to keep things small-scale. Just me and her, possibly Bart.

[Kon glances at Zatanna. He's not sure whether he needs to apologize for that or not.]

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[As Kon started to speak, her smile slowly faded. Wait...he...didn't want her to come? Then why--]

[Oh. Bart. That actually made a lot more sense to her now, and even though the sting of still not being openly invited hurt a little bit, she thought she understood more now.]

I get it. This is the your-world only club. [She shrugged. Even forced a smile for him. Like it wasn't any big deal.] Go. Bring me back a present. Something small will suffice.

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It's not that. It's more -- I think I got to prove myself to Rose, still. But no problems there. A couple of hours in my company and she will be desperate for alternatives.

Something small. There are a lot of small things out there.

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[He comes back with a rock. Not a diamond. Just a rock.]

...prove yourself how?

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... Actually, that's a really good question.

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[She wanted to sigh, except she knew that Rose was most likely serious.]

[Still.]

Are you sure she doesn't just want to get you alone for whatever reason?

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[Aw, Zee. Kon doesn't know why you're worried, only that you seem like you need a hand on your shoulder.]

Totally sure. Her codename's Ravager, right? She's not going to be subtle. Pretty sure she just wants to focus on making sure that nothing happens to I-- to Bart. [Kon's smile is wistful. Imp is gone.]

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[Worried? Not like that, no. Maybe a little put out by not being invited along. After he called her all his way just to tell her she wasn't.]

[...he wasn't the only one with an ego at times.]

In other words, Bart-sitting is a two person job.

When were you three heading out?

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[No wonder these two get on so well!]

Once Rose has tracked down Bart. I got to let Conner and Clark know too, but before I do -- we can count on your help with this? While we sort out a longer term solution?

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[The mystery has been solved!]

What exactly do you need my help with? Aside from trying to keep the stock in-stock?

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Mostly keeping the stock in-Bart. I wanted to tell you personally because -- well, we all remember Wally.

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[Oh, she remembered Wally, all right. The idiot who would rather let himself starve to death rather than ask for help...]

[...which actually reminded her of something else altogether, and caused her to frown even harder. No doubt having little privy to her current thought process, Kon might almost assume she was angry for a second. Maybe she was. Not at anyone in particular, but at the situation as a whole. Because it sucked. Worse than usual.]

While you're gone with Rose...I know this is probably asking a lot, but... [She glanced upward, and this time, she really did look worried.] ...promise me you'll be careful?

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[Aw, Zee. Kon was worried about that frown, but as she voices her concern, it eases somewhat. He squeezes her hand.]

I'll be careful. And if you want, I'll call you the moment we get back to West.

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[The squeeze helped. The promised helped more. She almost felt silly for worrying, except experience told her she had several legitimate reasons to. One for each and every time he had already died here.]

I'd like to think you'd already been planning to.

...but yeah. Even a quick 'hi, i'm not dead, see you eventually'. [He can get himself injured, particularly if he did do something stupid and deserved it. Injured was okay. Just not dying.] Considering what happened to the Revival Machine.

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Well, I was thinking of coming straight home, honestly. Long day, I kind of want to catch up with you and Conner.

[Kon blinks at that. He hadn't got the impression that Jason was sharing that info.] You talked to Red?

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[She wasn't even remotely surprised that Jason had talked to Kon as well.]

Yeah. I stayed with him at the church not too long ago. While he was...you know...seeing his friend off in a blaze of glory.

[There was really no delicate way to say he was burning a corpse.]

Actually, you know what the strange thing was? I never asked. I never even knew to ask. He volunteered it all on his own.

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Ciel.

[Kon's expression shifts at Zatanna's explanation into understanding. He can imagine how that happened.]

I think we're having an influence.

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[A nod. Part of her was tempted to ask if Kon had known her...but that wasn't a conversation for right then.]

First Conner, now Red...

We should make a habit out of this.

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Who is our next target?

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[Good question.]

That depends. Know anyone else around here with unusually large anti-social sticks up their butts?

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Not Robin.

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[And then, a moment in which there were suddenly so many, her mind instantly went to the only new one she had met in person.]

Obviously not. He was pretty cool, actually. I mean if you ignore the weirdness of it all. And the speedo.

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I have been reliably informed that things were different then.

But no, he is surprisingly cool. Uh. [For being your alternate-universe-ex. Probably not the best time to mention befriending plans.]

The other one.

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Very different.

Would you beleive I magically put pants on him for five seconds, and he practically complained?

[...actually, she dressed him in her aforementioned ex's uniform for those five seconds. To prove a point.]

Conner said that, since he doesn't remember the last time we were here, all we have to do is not get under his skin and we'll be fine. [Pause.] I don't really have the same faith in us as he does.